QISSA QAHANI BAZAAR SCENE , PESHAWAR 

  

EXCERPT

Inside the kehwa khana, two traders clasped their earthen
cups of kehwa with both their hands trying to keep themselves
warm. They had come a long way, from the fabled city of
Samarkand and intended to reach Agra in a few days. The halt
at 

the Qissa Qahani bazaar of Peshawar was much sought after;
especially after the trudge through the Khyber Pass.
“Da Kandahar, Kabul, Ghazni da waqiat na taso sa
akhaz kawai ta ma das a shi ishaari ra kawi” Suleiman
Achakzai’s ears pricked up upon hearing the words Kandahar,
Kabul, Ghazni. Although old with a white beared and having a
face full of wrinkles, his senses were still sharp.
“Haghwi wai che da Abdali pakhtun da har sa da yao
farsiwan Nadir Shah. na azda kari”.
“Zama pa khayal hagha ba os Ali Masjid na watalay
wi.”
This was news indeed! thought Suleiman Achakzai